Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Colombia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Zero Boys to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
The Gun Club,
EPMD,
Marc Almond,
Skaos,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mummies,
Girls At Our Best!,
Zapp,
Tres Demented,
the Human League,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deadbeat,
Eric Dolphy,
Ludus,
The Move,
Radio Birdman,
Popol Vuh,
Gichy Dan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faraquet,
Mr. Review,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang of Four,
Amazonics,
Angry Samoans,
The Walker Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vainqueur,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lightning Bolt,
Minny Pops,
Tears for Fears,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dorothy Ashby,
Franke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cybotron,
Sound Behaviour,
Rod Modell,
New Age Steppers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Symarip,
Soft Machine,
Derrick May,
Radiohead,
Magma,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sällskapet,
Brass Construction,
Gabor Szabo,
Amon Düül II,
Gregory Isaacs,
Al Stewart,
Stiv Bators,
Isaac Hayes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Flag,
Con Funk Shun,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.